There were many posts about the new female priest on the forum, the contents of which were quite detailed. Some of the posts even had pictures. It was evident that the students of the New Era Institute had contributed a lot, including the boss of the gaming parlor, the owner of the barbecue restaurant and the residents of the Mingsheng Community.
For various reasons, none of the posts said anything bad about Zong Lizi. Her difficult childhood and indifferent temperament were the evidence of her determined temperament. Even her father, a stupid professor, was described in the posts as a good father who would do anything for his daughter's future.
Reading these posts, Zong Lizi had gradually calmed down from her excitement. She felt ashamed and covered her burning cheeks with her hands. She couldn't help but feel curious even though she didn't want to read them.
When she saw the discussion posts about the live broadcast of the selection of the female priest on the forum and recalled the scenes, she found that she had done more humiliating things than she had imagined.
Most of the discussion posts were not about the contents of the test or the inappropriate questioning of the mistress of the Mo clan, but about her drunken behavior.
"That little girl is so cute …"
"She can't really be drunk, right?"
"She vomited! She vomited! "
"Hahahaha! Someone vomited during the selection of the female priest! "
"If such a person can also become a priestess, then I can become the chief executive! I'll pass out after one cup! "
"I take back what I said earlier. She is qualified! Zong Lizi is awesome! Her voice is broken! "
"Yeah, the new female priest is so cute! She looks so real! She's much better than those hypocritical young mistresses up there! "
"Hey, what you've done is considered a territorial attack. It's not appropriate."
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Zong Lizi came to the deck like a drunkard. "Was … was I really embarrassed at the time?" she asked while looking at Jing Jiu.
Jing Jiu thought that Nan Wang would laugh at her if he saw her like this. "Not really," he replied.
Zong Lizi asked bewilderedly, "Am I … really a female priest?"
Thinking of the body of the female priest, Jing Jiu said, "It's still too early."
According to the inheritance rule of the female priest, the new female priest would inherit the position after the death of the previous female priest.
The current female priest of the Stargate was mentally exhausted, so the selection of a successor was held this year.
Jing Jiu would not let her die so early.
Zong Lizi thought Jing Jiu meant that her knowledge and Cultivation state were still far from his. "I'll try my best," she said while clenching her fists tightly.
Jing Jiu's ears twitched slightly. He turned his head to the side wall and heard the sound from the next room. He raised his eyebrows slightly.
Zong Lizi had noticed that a small part of his earlobe was missing, and she had thought of many tragic stories about him. "Does it hurt?" she asked sympathetically.
Jing Jiu missed the hand that often pinched his ear. After a moment of silence, he said, "I'm fine."
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It was true that nothing had happened. The noises not far away were the result of the renovation of the hotel conducted by the Twirling Rain Company and the University of Stargate.
The Twirling Rain Company was a large company with a sense of propriety. In the past, they had only arranged a suitable suite for Zong Lizi even though they wanted to befriend her.
Now that Zong Lizi's status had changed, the corresponding treatment for her had to change as well.
Under the laser cutter, the walls of more than ten suites were silently cut open.
Hundreds of construction workers wearing soundless shoe covers walked into the construction site. They brought in all kinds of equipment and started the renovation in silence.
As long as one had enough money and professional skills, one could achieve many things that regular people couldn't even dream of.
It took only half a night for this floor of the hotel to be renovated and divided into a few areas.
There was a bar, a gym, a gaming room and a private theater, all of which were well-arranged.
The most dreadful part was that the construction team didn't make any noise even though they had done so much.
If not for someone like Jing Jiu, he wouldn't have known that hundreds of people had been working here for a few hours.
The reason why the renovation of the hotel was carried out by the Twirling Rain Company and the University of Stargate was simple.
This hotel belonged to the University of Stargate.
… … The next morning, Zong Lizi woke up as usual. She washed her face and brushed her teeth in front of the mirror with her eyes closed. As she came to the living room, she found a letter that Gao Shu had stuffed into the room through the crack of the door. She couldn't help but let out a surprised cry after reading it curiously.
She pulled Jing Jiu up from the chair on the deck by force and walked around the deserted floor. In the end, she came to the front of the huge gaming compartment. "This is the latest model … It's even more expensive than the flying device," she exclaimed in disbelief.
Jing Jiu had learned about the gaming compartment, so he looked it up and down with interest.
It occurred to Zong Lizi that she was no longer a regular girl with silvery hair, but the female priest of this planet. She suddenly felt nervous and bewildered, but she also felt grateful … Pah!!! She intended to hug and kiss Jing Jiu, but he stopped her mercilessly.
"The game of the Path Toward Heaven requires the initial design of the characters. This is your story. You do it," said Zong Lizi while pouting her lips.
If it were something else, Jing Jiu would have refused it for sure.
When he was in Chaotian, zither, chess, calligraphy and painting were all boring.
Yet, for some reason, he agreed after a moment of silence.
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The Twirling Rain Company and the University of Stargate had the closest relationship with the new female priest, so they were qualified to express their respect and goodwill to her first. It was also because the New Era Institute couldn't reach this place, and the fat president was worried that the female priest would remember what he had done, so he didn't dare try anything. Next, it was the turn of the representatives of the Stargate Base and the government. After breakfast, Zong Lizi was wondering if she should go back to the campus to attend classes; but she received two official letters from the Base and the Administrative Bureau.
"I don't have the experience of dealing with such important figures," she asked nervously while kneeling on the chair on the deck while looking at Jing Jiu, "Do you want to help me?"
Jing Jiu didn't even glance at her, saying, "You do."
Zong Lizi understood what he meant after a moment of bewilderment. "You've finally admitted that you're an important figure," she said with a smile. "Who are you? I had guessed that you were the son of a famous clan, but it looks like your status is much higher than that. Have you come to the Main Planet? "
It was then that the doorbell of the guest room rang.
Feeling surprised, Zong Lizi got up and opened the door. She found it was the main preacher of Shou 'er City, followed by the young female officer whom she had met the night before.
They were the members of the praying hall, so they had to come to visit the female priest; nobody could stop them.
Ran Handong followed the main preacher into the suite. She noticed the youth on the deck as soon as she saw him.
The youth wore a white cotton pajamas. It was extremely impolite for him to greet the guest in such a manner.
What was more impolite was that he asked the new female priest to open the door for him.
In the next moment, something shocking happened.
The main preacher knelt down on the ground after the door was closed.
The person he knelt to was Jing Jiu, not Zong Lizi.
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In the Federation of the Milky Way, kneeling to someone was rarely seen, and it could only be seen in the religious places. Nobody was qualified to receive such a gesture save for that god and the female priests on certain occasions. As such, nobody could get used to someone kneeling to them sincerely.
Zong Lizi was still not used to it. She was at a loss, wondering if she should step aside or help the main preacher to get up.
Jing Jiu was quite used to it. "Get up," he said nonchalantly. "Let's talk about something."
He had been the sect master of Aoyama, and also the great emperor. All of Chaotian had to kneel to him.
The main preacher got up and bowed to Zong Lizi, saying, "I need to confirm some procedures with you."
Ran Handong had been paying attention to Jing Jiu since she entered the room.
The main reason she came to Shou 'er City that day was to take a look at this youth, in addition to talking to the new female priest as instructed by her aunt.
The gravitational field of the praying hall had been weakened by three percent when the laser cannons of the battleship attacked last night. How did this youth survive?
And how did he kill those elite soldiers of the Mo clan?
As a result, she witnessed a few more scenes.
The main preacher was in charge of the entire parish of Shou 'er City and had a high status on this planet. Even she didn't dare accept his kneeling. Yet, Jing Jiu behaved in a natural manner, and it was not a disguise. It was a natural … natural feeling, as if he had received the reverence and kneeling from the populace the moment he was born.
How could there be such a person in the Federation of the Milky Way?
Even the most powerful clans couldn't bring up such a descendant.
The so-called royal family in ancient times had all died out a long time ago.
Who was this person?
As the main preacher and Zong Lizi were talking, she couldn't suppress her curiosity any longer. She came to the deck and stood by the chair, asking, "Excuse me, you …"
Her voice trailed off abruptly.
It was because Jing Jiu had lifted his head.
The blue tracksuit had been destroyed in the atmosphere the night before, but he was still wearing pajamas.
Ran Handong was shocked not because she had seen his body, but because she had seen his face.
For a moment, she felt bewildered, thinking her eyes had blurred.
She remembered that she seemed to have seen this face somewhere.
She remembered that the mysterious Cloud Ghost had shown her a picture on the ferris wheel in the data world and said it was his face. She was furious at the time, thinking all men were liars. It was because the face was so perfect that the captain of the battleship thought the face was painted by a famous artist hired by the gaming company.
It was then that she saw the face for real.
It turned out that it was not a picture or an illusion, but a real person.
Yet, how could a real person look so perfect?
The main preacher and Zong Lizi sensed the eeriness of the atmosphere. They stopped talking and looked at the deck.
It was windless on the deck, and it was very quiet.
Looking at Jing Jiu's face, Ran Handong asked in a trembling voice, "Who … who are you?"
Jing Jiu said while looking at her, "I'm the person who chases the rabbit."
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